Dear Diary I Have a Mate

~Avery~

MONDAY; 9AM.

I smiled happily, looking at the doctor even though I'm yet to be sure of what report I'll be getting from him but I do hope for a good news.

That's why I'm keeping my smile uptight and not trying to let anything spoil my mood, just then, he broke into a smile and handed me the report.

"Congratulations Mrs Brandon, you are four weeks pregnant." I couldn't stop myself from crying, this was what we had been hoping for for the 2 years we've been married.

Even though we started off as not so much of an in love couples but we started to navigate our feelings towards each other as time goes on.

You guessed right, it was a forced marriage but we were able to go pass the hard phase.

I thanked the doctor before leaving his office while swinging my small purse left and right happily.

I stopped placing my hand slowly on my tummy, "Mummy is going to give you the best life you'll ever dream of and guess what, daddy is going to be extremely happy to hear about you." I breathed in before stepping out of the hospital door.

My driver parked in front of me and I got into the back seat of the car after smiling at him.

I'm Avery Brown, first most rated beautiful lady in Florida, I'm married to Scott Brandon, it's been two years since our marriage and we've both learned to love each other.

Even though we didn't start on a good level but we hope for the best time together. My family are just the best.

I have a younger sister and an adopted younger sister, you can guess the rest yourself.

The car stopped pulling over at the mansion as the driver came to open the door for me, "Thanks." I thanked him as I got out walking towards the house.

As I walked in, I noticed the tension in the room but ignored it before walking closer to Scott who was beside a lady staring at each other.

At first the lady seemed to be familiar to me but I couldn't remember where I had known her so I brushed it off rushing to hug him.

"Husband." I pout but he disengaged the hug from me, the lady went beside him and I frowned at her seductive attitude.

"Can you at least give him a breathing space?." She scoffed and gave him a document. He looked at me then looked at her before holding it up, I could see the front writing and I knew it was a divorce paper.

"Is it her or me? You have to chose." She said. I stared at Scott in shock trying to comprehend whatever was happening but I couldn't find a suitable word for my shock.

Scott turned to me, I was happy he's choosing me. I don't want to know who she was but at least I'm glad he could chose me over her.

He stretched out the divorce paper to me, "Sign it." He breathed out which left me in shock.

This couldn't probably be the guy that has been fully responsible and caring to me for a year. Yes, for the first year, it was a hell and I prayed desperately every single day for a divorce but not anymore.

I thought we were starting to understand each other, "What do you mean, Scott?." I asked him not wanting to believe what he just said.

"I mean you should sign the divorce paper, I'm divorcing you." It was like my worst nightmare came true, my dream came crumbling down as my purse fell down from my hand.

"Divorce?" The first thought on my mind, no, not possible.

"Have I done something wrong? Scott, I know this all must be a joke." I moved closer to him desperately ignoring the lady beside him, I climbed on his hands with tears trickling down my cheeks.

He snatched off his hands from mine, without hesitation, he repeated those words but now more commanding, "I don't want to repeat the words Avery, sign the document, or I won't be nice."

"You should stop trying to be so self righteous now. You promised me a year ago that if the right owner of the position you held right now comes back then you'll step down for her, that was why we were able to hold on for so long."